{Eight months pregnant}“Ack. My back”. I said, and after taking a few more steps, I halted. As Micheal tried to help me walk, I shot him a glare. “Didn't I tell you not to touch me?”. I asked him with a groan, causing his hands to back off from touching me. I scoffed, before I opened the door and entered my parent's mansion. When I arrived in the living room, I did not know what happened to me. I got so emotional and began to tear up. “Vincent”. I called him when I saw him busy playing with Joseph. He turned to stare at me, and after a few seconds of staring at me, he forced himself to get up from the floor, before he came to give me a hug. “My baby”. I said, as I picked him up in my arms. But, I got tired at some point and went to sit down on the sofa with him. “Cousin Adira”. Joseph said, before he exclaimed, “Whoa, your stomach is so big!”. His exclamation made me shoot another glare at Micheal, who avoided my gaze and was looking all guilty. But I returned my attention t
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